After giving Auntie Liu her instructions, Little Zhen turned back, bringing the fruit from the coffee table over to the two men with a smile and asked, "Gentlemen, who is your senior commander?"
Even though they were sitting on the sofa, both Little Li and his comrade maintained a rigid posture, their hands flat on their knees as they regarded Auntie Liu with stern faces devoid of any superfluous expression.
"The senior commander is just the senior commander."
The smile on Auntie Liu's face stiffened, and she stood up straight, then smiled again saying, "Please, take a seat gentlemen, I'll go and pour you a glass of water."
"No need to be polite," replied Little Li seriously, while Auntie Liu still chuckled, "It's no trouble at all, please, have a seat."
Meanwhile, she backed towards the kitchen, opened the door and hurried inside before shutting it firmly. She quickly pulled out her cell phone from her apron pocket and frantically dialed her master's number.
